Ran across this blog prompt over at Holly's at Hey, Hollywood and I wanted to talk about myself wanted to use it because a lot of things have been changing around here. A lot of the time, bloggers do a really good job of putting out our best face and sometimes it seems like nothing in our lives are ever wrong and we don't make mistakes. But we--especially I--do. I was...not happy for a long time. I spent a lot of time doing things that I thought I was supposed to be doing rather than things I actually wanted to do. That sucked. I think being unhappy contributed a lot to me also being unhealthy.

Not really happy, really unhealthy. But my boobs looked fantastic.

I am...incredibly loved. It maybe took awhile before I realized, but I am super lucky to have people that genuinely love me and want good things for me. I may not get to talk to them everyday or even every week. But they're there. I think...Mama Nancy thinks I'm crazy. Probably because I tell her ridiculous things, but even so. Crazy.I wonder...what happened to work ethic, personal responsibility, and accountability.I wish...I could mass delete everyone on my facebook that uses letters as words, has terrible grammar skills, and doesn't know the difference between pass/past, bless/blessed, loss/lost, you're/your, to/too/two, their/there...the list just goes on and on.

I save...money and memories. I try to save $10/day and I've kept/kept record of almost every sweet thing someone's done for me in some way.I always...will "no rep" myself. In CrossFit and in life.I can't imagine...what my life would be like if I didn't have a planner to write down everything I have to do/things that I have to take care of/what the hell is going on each day. Seriously. My planner has an entire page...for each day of the entire year. I believe...in miracles, good and bad juju, and a voodoo woman named Phyllis.

nails done+mascara=good juju (mucinex because I was sick as a dog before 14.1)

I promise...to always mean what I say and say what I mean.

I love...random texts/phone calls/facebook posts from my family and extra sweet tea.